🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

Still not particularly interested in dwelling on the sudden impulse and dissatisfied with the taste of the raw, sentient mushroom, Camistella enters the curiosity shop, where a tall, white-haired Zimivian woman conducted business. “Mm, hello, hello,” the Lunarian changed her tone and expression to be as friendly as possible. “Oh, what a lovely voice you have, hee-hee. A friend of mine told me that you have a certain wonderful item called ‘Mystery,’ but as far as I can tell… that information is already outdated, isn’t it?” Because there was no figure matching the description on the shelves of the store. In fact, there was very little on them. Everything had been sold out!